Release Day Blast ~ Of Gods and Monsters: Hades by Wulf Francu Godgluck ~ (Excerpt + Giveaway)
Author Name: Wulf Francu Godgluck
Book Name: Of Gods and Monsters: Hades
Series: Of Gods and Monsters
Book: Two
Book may be read as as standalone,
but it is suggested you read both for the full story
Release Date: January 22, 2016
Blurb:
******WARNING*******
This is not a story about a hero, or some bad boy-badass-antihero.
This is a love story between two monstrous villains and one valiant kid, held together by their entwined heartstrings.
It won't be pretty.
It won't be pleasant.
There's no fluffy good feelings about it.
It will rip out your heart and never give it back.
Breno Hades el Oscuro took no bullshit from anyone. He ruled the crime world of the United States. When the King fell, what was left in the ashes was not the small boy that grew up without his father, not the same kid that chose a life of crime at seventeen, nor was it the King who had killed and clawed through a river of blood to stand at the top.
The King was dragged from his throne of bones into a deep dark pit, leaving only the raw flesh of a savage monster to crawl out of Hell.
One that knew love, but didn't want it again.
Kemono Orochi was destined to inherit the legacy of his father, known as The Dragon's Tongue. It was an inheritance he never wanted it, never desiring the power that came with the title of Dragon. Kemono ended it all by tearing off the Dragon's head, watching the serpent's remains be consumed in hellfire. Now tormented by the scars of his past inflicted by his father, he is struggling to come to terms with the Akuma he has become.
One that wants to devour everyone in his path to protect the only one that matters to him.
The only person that had ever made his icy heart beat.
His heart. His love. His beautiful pride.
Rex Hunter dreams of becoming a principal ballerino...all fierce, like a Phoenix. But this Phoenix has lost his wings and fallen prey, straight into the clutched claws and callus hands of two vicious beasts. Each bore the blackest of hearts, each desiring to keep him safe, cherished and loved unconditionally. Or was Rex just destined to be the goo that would stick two shattered souls together and prevent them from forever falling to pieces?
There will be blood, gore and nasty shit.
There will be watersports, crude, angry, sometimes sensual and other times just downright dirty and dysfunctional sex.
BUT...
There will always be LOVE...
Because even villains understand the tortured scars love leaves in her wake.
Pages or Words: 118,000 words
Categories: Contemporary, Crimed Fiction, Erotica, Gay Fiction, Romance, Thriller
Excerpt:
Hades stood in front of the abandoned warehouse a couple of miles away from the one he’d set Scar on fire in. Wendigo on his left, Viper on his right. Cracker not far from him, while Witch twitched in excitement behind Hades. These were his boys, the ones who would go to Hell with him, bust every bitch down there, and stand by Hades’ side as he claimed the throne for himself.
The bitter taste of his own blood filled his mouth from biting his lip—fuckin’ Scar should have been here too, this went motherfuckin’ deeper than Hades had first thought. And Hades was gonna get Scar out of prison, he was going to go on his fuckin’ knees and beg his brother for forgiveness. And still plant a fist in your cunty face for not being honest with your brothers.
Scar could have told Hades the Russians were holding his lover as ransom, part of their plan to get Hades’ ass into the Big House and out of the way.
The Russians had gone too fuckin’ far. For some reason, the fuckin’ swine thought they could fuck with whoever they wanted and that everyone should tremble in their presence. They didn’t do fuckin’ Barney and Friends with the other crime lords, they were too busy making enemies. Khaiton was clawing at Hades’ balls, scratching it where it wasn’t even motherfuckin’ itching, in a whole new fucked-up way. Hades had a lot to do before he could put those fuckin’ pigs out of their miserable existence.
His chest pulled painfully tight as he closed his eyes, reflecting on the past two days of sheer hell, aside from him being a screwed-up mess of worry, emotions and fuckin’ revelations and shit. Hades didn’t think his heart could rupture again. It had. Fucking blew the shards of scrap metal Beo’s train wreck had imbedded in Hades’ stapled-together-heart and ripped them right the fuck out when he’d opened that apartment door.
